Chapter 28
(Ireland. Caroline's Thoughts.)
Arriving in Ireland at the cottage again just felt relieving in every way possible. Even though it was past midnight all I wanted to do was reminisce but also sleep for many hours.
The couch where Nat slept last time, the piece of fishing line hanging from the ceiling to Niall's hideout, the counter my hips got knocked into so many times.
Niall brought our suitcases into our bedroom.
The bedroom, the place where some of my favourite moments were spent.
I pulled back the duvet on the bed and climbed in automatically.
"Merry Christmas Niall." I mumbled sleepily as he laid down next to me. "I love you."
"I love you more dear." He said as he draped his arm around my waist.
Our breathing steadied as we fell into a deep sleep after the long night of traveling.
In the morning when I woke I was alone in bed and the fire was going in the room. I could smell coffee and breakfast and just could not believe how perfect my boyfriend was in every way. I got out of bed and put on the bathrobe hanging on Niall's hooks in the bathroom and walked out into the kitchen.
"Morning love." He said giving me a kiss.
"Morning." I replied grabbing a cup of coffee.
I sat down on one of the bar stools and started to relax a bit.
"Hello Caroline." I heard a voice say.
I looked over to the couch and smiled.
"Greg! It's so great to see you again!" I stood up and walked over to give him a hug.
"How have you been?" He asked.
"Well and yourself? How's your wife? And the baby! Oh my goodness how could I forget about him." I responded.
"Oh Denise is great. She's at her mothers today, and Niall and I have always spent the day after Christmas together so he asked me over for breakfast. I didn't know you guys were coming out this early. And Theo's hanging out with us today."
Theo laid on his stomach on the floor smiling as his uncle Niall entertained him. I smiled over at them. Greg and I chatted for a while as breakfast finished baking and Niall and his nephew played on the floor.
"He loves my son so much. It's too bad we're eight hours separated." Greg sighed.
"Niall was so excited when he came back to England after Theo was born. He had so many pictures to show me, he just really loves the kid."
As we were eating I thought about the future. I never thought further than the present about many things, I hadn't even considered what Niall and I would so when school ended and we went separate ways to college. Would we stay together, break up? I know in my heart it would kill me to not be with him but how could we stay together. But what if we did stay together? What if it's not just teenage love, maybe we'd be the exception to the rule, maybe we'd stay together. What if Niall proposed, what if we got married. Perrie would be my maid of honour, and the girls would be in the wedding. And Ana, my sister she'd be there. The boys would be his groomsmen, Liam or Harry his best man. We'd start a family, three boys, or a boy and a girl. It'd be perfect. We could live in Ireland, everything would be serene. The dogs running around, the cuddled winters, the beach filled summers. It'd all be perfect.
I had never allowed myself to think further than tomorrow, all of these thoughts were ridiculous. It was too far away, I had college, we probably wouldn't end up together. How would I cope without him. Maybe I'd meet someone else, or fall in love with my best friend. But that's Niall now, I already have.
I started getting anxious thinking about these things. My breathing had picked up. Neither Greg nor Niall seemed to have noticed. I excused myself to the bathroom to splash cool water on my face. I opened up my suitcase to find my cosmetic case there with my pill bottles inside. I searched for the newest one I was put on after the news of the divorce. Xanax , what every normal 17 year old girl takes. I swallowed the pill and already felt my nerves diminishing. My breathing steadied and I went back out to the kitchen.
"Are you alright Care?" Niall asked me when I got back.
"Fine just got a little warm." I lied.
I picked up the plates and placed them in the dishwasher and finished off my coffee. After that I proceeded to play with Theo as the brothers talked and nearly forgot about the nerves I had earlier. Greg left around four and I hugged him goodbye.
"I miss him so much sometimes." Niall stated as we sat down on the couch.
"I know. It's difficult being far from loved ones." I say as I think about my father in America with his family.
I snuggled into his right side and he wrapped his arm around me as we watched whatever movie came in the telly next. Four days alone with him.
This was about to be the most relaxing week I've had in a while.
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(London. Liam's Thoughts.)
"Danielle, I understand you're upset about this but I can't change it. I'm sorry, it's my decision." I said as evenly as I could to her.
"You didn't ask me about it? Not even talk it through? I thought you and I had a plan Liam. We were going to go to college here in London, we were going to stay together, it was going to be beautiful. We were going to get married, have kids, live in the country and stay happy but now you go off and say you're trying out for X Factor and your fall back is a shit shoot school you got into in Scotland. That was not in the plan. I was going to dance and we were going to follow that dream and you were happy about it and everything was fine until now." She was shouting at me.
"Stop acting like the victim here. It was your plan. It had nothing to do with my interests in it. Nothing. Zero. You don't even give a damn about what I want. I want to sing, I want to be successful, I really like you Danielle, I fell for you more each day but now that you live so freaking close all we do is fight and get on each other's nerves. You only have your best interest in mind, you're not worried about my dreams. As long as you're happy it's all fine. I don't like it, I don't like this you anymore. You've changed and it's not the Danielle I know and I loved." I yelled.
"Oh quit being such an arse, Liam. You're mistaken in more ways then one. I don't know what you're saying, and I don't know who you are anymore. Why did this all start huh? Is it because I told you I'm moving out to Birmingham with family again? I'm sick of this. You couldn't have talked to me about your plans? Nothing not even mention it. I was willing to follow you to the end of the earth but I'm not so sure now. I think we're just about done here. How about you?" She screamed louder.
"Anything you want! It's all about you anyway!" I spat.
"Merry fucking Christmas Liam Payne. To hell with you!" She hissed slapping me square across the face.
I was taken back by this gesture.
"Too far." I stammered. "I'm finished with you Danielle."
She looked at me like she couldn't believe what I said to her.
"Wait Liam. Wait. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it stop." She pleaded.
"Done." I choked out.
I turned away from her and went to walk out her door. She put her hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off. I was angry. I had no other emotion, no remorse, no nothing. I opened the door and looked at her, she was standing a couple feet away and tears streaked her cheeks already. I couldn't forgive her this time. I took a deep breath before I kissed her cheek.
And with that I shut the door and went to my car. I sat inside and pulled out the drive and around the corner but the tears filled my eyes and my vision was blurred and I had to pull over. Crying wasn't something I did often, especially sobbing like this. I rested my head on the steering wheel and just cried until there was nothing left inside of me. I felt empty. In every single way. My girlfriend of four years, gone. Out of my life. Done. The one I had my first kiss with, my first time with, my first love with. So many firsts and now it was done. When my vision cleared I inspected my cheek in the rearview mirror. You could see a hand print clear as day and a little blood as she scratched me. This was miserable.
I pulled onto the main road and drove off to the first place my mind took me and that was Caroline's old house. I couldn't go in the anymore and it was awful knowing I couldn't go into the place I knew so well. The familiarity of my life was diminishing so instead I pulled in next door at Zayn's. No car was there but he could he inside.
I knocked on the front door and he answered.
"Liam, what's up mate?" He asked.
"Your family home?"
"Nope."
"I need a fucking cigarette."
His eyebrows lifted in surprise.
"You sure you want to do that." He clarified.
I nodded firmly in response and he led me out to the back of his home on the patio.
"I'm asking you one more time, are you sure you want to do this. Why not just tell me what happened." He said as he took the carton from his breast pocket.
"God damn it Zayn please just give me one." I nearly snapped.
He took a couple out and handed one to me. It wasn't my first one ever and I was stressed I needed this. He lit us up and I took a long drag on it. I sighed rather loudly and relaxed a little.
"Now how about you explain to me what happened."
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End of Chapter 28.
I'm so sorry to everyone who was reading and then I stopped for like 6 months but idek anymore. Sorry.
xx Ca